a future without itself

harken to the sound
of the soul
in agony
and hear
the noble cry
of the wounded spirit

time ticks forward
as memories slide backward
and the heart
of the lonely
lies trapped between

bruises dark
and wounds deep
perpetuate the hurt
of yesterday’s tortures
while the spark
of tomorrow’s hope
dwindles
in the shadows

and i remain
in the clutches
of the foreseeable past

 

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